Nick Smith
12-11-2007, 10:49 PM
In a small community by the sea, where almost all the men fished for a living, hard times hit. The fish quit biting and nobody was catching any fish. Except for one man that is. Everybody was hungry and broke for lack of fish, or income from catching fish. Everyone except John, the one man that was catching fish. Talk around town was about nothing but the lack of fish. Everybody was pointing fingers and John and wondering what he was doing. It got to the point that accusations started flying and the game warden was "informed" that John must be cheating somehow.
The game warden showed up one afternoon and watched dozens of dejected, empty handed fishermen come in from a fruitless day of fishing. He then saw John pull in with a full limit of fish. He too, knew that something was up. The next morning, when the fishermen were all leaving the beach to fish another day, the game warden walked up to John and told him, "John, Im going fishing with you today. If you are breaking the law, I will see you. And if you don't catch any fish, I will know that you have been breaking the law and will fish with you every day till I find out what you are doing."
John just said, "OK, get in." and off they went to go fishing. John motored out to the spot he wanted to fish and killed the boat motor. He reached into a box and pulled out a dip net and a small metal tackle box. He opened the tackle box and pulled out a hand grenade. The game warder saw that the box was full of grenades. He sat open mouthed and watched John calmly pull the pin, toss the grenade overboard, and sit back.
A dull boom was heard, the water boiled and dozens of dead fish floated up. John calmly picked up the net and began netting the ones he wanted and dropping them into the boat.
The warden finally found enough wits to scream, "You can't do that. That is illegal, I'm gonna..." He stopped because John had reached into his tackle box and got out another grenade. Pulled the pin and tossed the live grenade into the wardens lap. John simply said,
"You gonna sit there and talk, or are you gonna fish?"
The game warden showed up one afternoon and watched dozens of dejected, empty handed fishermen come in from a fruitless day of fishing. He then saw John pull in with a full limit of fish. He too, knew that something was up. The next morning, when the fishermen were all leaving the beach to fish another day, the game warden walked up to John and told him, "John, Im going fishing with you today. If you are breaking the law, I will see you. And if you don't catch any fish, I will know that you have been breaking the law and will fish with you every day till I find out what you are doing."
John just said, "OK, get in." and off they went to go fishing. John motored out to the spot he wanted to fish and killed the boat motor. He reached into a box and pulled out a dip net and a small metal tackle box. He opened the tackle box and pulled out a hand grenade. The game warder saw that the box was full of grenades. He sat open mouthed and watched John calmly pull the pin, toss the grenade overboard, and sit back.
A dull boom was heard, the water boiled and dozens of dead fish floated up. John calmly picked up the net and began netting the ones he wanted and dropping them into the boat.
The warden finally found enough wits to scream, "You can't do that. That is illegal, I'm gonna..." He stopped because John had reached into his tackle box and got out another grenade. Pulled the pin and tossed the live grenade into the wardens lap. John simply said,
"You gonna sit there and talk, or are you gonna fish?"